Tristan Xing raised his eyebrows. “Fine, so you won’t tell me.” But he was sure he could pry out the answer.
So Tristan Xing started to probe. “Is it because of a woman?”
Morphy still remained quiet.
But Tristan Xing seemed to have guessed it. “So, it’s really because of a woman. Tell me, what did that old fogey Casper Yang do to your woman?”
Morphy tilted his head and stared at him. “Tristan Xing, you’re still the same after all these years—still the same busybody.”
Tristan Xing could not help but defend himself. “I’m not a busybody, I am just concerned about you.”
Morphy smiled and then put on a solemn expression. “Tristan Xing, no matter what, we must make ‘Paradise on Earth’ vanish from Benin City this time.”
“Vanish?” Tristan Xing frowned. “That, I’m afraid, will be quite difficult. After all, there are people from the Yang family in the police force. It’s likely that this matter will just blow over.”
“Such a thing cannot happen,” Morphy said with a sneer, his profound black eyes revealing a hint of cruelty. “If those people dare to help the Yangs, they will be relieved of their posts.”
Tristan Xing looked at him and was silent for a moment. Then he spoke. “Are you going to use the Shen family’s influence?”
“Why not?” Morphy asked without giving him a direct answer.
“It looks like you love that woman very much.” Otherwise, he would not be intending to use the Shen family’s power.
Did he love Yayoi that much? He was not sure, but at this moment, he did not want her to suffer any injustice. He only wanted her to be happy.
“If an opportunity comes, bring her out and let us see her.” Tristan Xing patted his shoulder and then looked in the direction of the club. “Tonight will be a busy night. I can’t chat with you anymore. Let’s get together some other day.”
“Okay.” Morphy nodded.
“I’m going back in.” Tristan Xing turned around and strode towards the clubhouse.
“Hey—” Morphy suddenly yelled.
Tristan Xing halted his steps and turned to look at him. He heard Morphy say, “Thank you, brother.”
Tristan Xing waved his hand with a smile, then continued on his way to the clubhouse.
Morphy watched him walk into the clubhouse. Only then did he get into his car. He gave “Paradise on Earth” a final glance and started his engine, leaving the place that was destined to soon be nothing more than a memory.
…
Rosiley and Ying Xiaoxiao went back home after having dinner with Yayoi.
As soon as Tan Rosiley got home, she saw Sachin sitting in the living room.
She was surprised for a moment, and then walked over.
Sachin, who was watching the news, heard her footsteps. He turned back and saw that it was her. There was a faint smile on his lips as he said, “You’re back.”
Rosiley returned his smile. “Yes, I’m back.”
She sat down beside him. “Why aren’t you resting upstairs?”
“I’m waiting for you.”
Rosiley felt moved by his confession, but she glared at him with feigned reproach. “I’m not a kid, I don’t need you to wait specially for me.”
He looked so tired, yet he was still waiting for her.
She could not help but feel a little guilty. If she had known he was waiting, she would have come home earlier.
Sachin gave a slight smile. “Without my wife, our bedroom would be very lonely. I was too scared to be alone.”
Rosiley was amused by his words. “You’re a big man, why would you be afraid of being alone in the room?”
“I’m scared!” Sachin stood up and suddenly caught her by the waist, lifting her up.
Rosiley gave a low gasp and heard him say, “since my wife is back, we should go back to our room.”
Then, he carried her upstairs.